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Coastal Killers

“There’s somebody back there!” Eddie hissed, spraying me with whiskey spittle as he pointed a gloved finger behind the duck blind. “I’ve been hearing them all morning.” His eyes were wild. His lips quivered. “SEE!….. Hear THAT?!”[…]

Bass Fishing

Trappin’ Trees

Louisiana and the number ranking in a national list, the Saints and the playoffs, boiled crawfish and milk — it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that these things just don’t go together.

Yeah, you may come across a dubious list that has Louisiana ranked at the top of some bad-news category. The Saints may even make the playoffs a couple of times every 30 years or so, and you may see a child having to drink milk while eating boiled crawfish. But other than that, never the two shall meet.
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Frozen Fish on the Flats

For once, the cursed weathermen were right. My fishing buddy, Perry Frey, and I opted to spend last Mardi Gras with our families at his camp in Delacroix rather than waving our hands in the air for trinkets along Veterans Boulevard. […]

Bass Fishing

Lure of Louisiana

Larry Nixon walked away with the winner’s trophy and first-place check at the conclusion of the B.A.S.S. Louisiana Invitational at Lake Bistineau Feb. 17-19, 1982. […]